Things are as okay as I say they are.
Today's the first workday back since I have been fired. And I'm still expected to come back to work. Why do I put myself through these monstrosities? I have never been sure but in a way, it's alright. I'd rather face these evils of not being around than to find the evils of being around. Also my teeth hurt and I may need some Advil. So I'm going to try.